Chapter 263: Let's Go Home

Dozens of cultivators of the Second Realm of Creation were instantly reduced to blood mist, which made people feel very emotional, and at the same time, they also felt that the world was impermanent, and no one could be truly invincible.

"You are so confident, how many people can keep Chu?" Chu Fan was very calm, he looked at Hu Yao, his eyes were very cold, as if he would make a move at any time.

"Giggles!" Hu Yao covered her mouth and chuckled, her laughter was very sweet, like a fairy music, but when it came to her ears, it instantly seemed to turn into sharp needles, piercing people's souls.

Chu Fan took a step forward, and a ripple spread out under his feet, setting off ripples in the blood mist, taking advantage of the situation to break the murderous intent hidden in the laughter.

"Chu still lacks a maid, why don't you leave with Chu?" Two divine lights shot out of his eyes, and the smile on Chu Fan's face was very evil, and his words were-for-tat and very straightforward.

If Hu Yao really becomes a maid, she must be the most beautiful maid in the world.

As soon as the words fell, Chu Fan and Hu Yao actually shot at the same time, without using their magical powers, the palms of the two of them bombarded each other, and their figures walked through the blood mist, and soon, the blood mist was beaten by the two of them to collapse.

Chu Fan clenched his fist in his right hand, like a meteor falling, and directly hit Hu Yao's shoulder, without any pity for the jade.

The left arm was slightly raised, blocking the punch that came from the fight, Hu Yao's delicate body twisted, and the long hair that was scattered on her shoulders instantly became as sharp as an iron needle, and as sharp as a steel wire, and swept towards Chu Fan.

Twisting under his feet, his body moved horizontally, avoiding the long hair thrown in, Chu Fan's body was slightly bent, like a wolf, his eyes were like two fires burning, and his body was like a sharp arrow, flying in front of Hu Yao.

His left palm was like a knife, slashing several times in a row, while Hu Yao blocked several times in a row, and the figures of the two kept moving in the martial arts arena, and the speed was very fast, maybe only Liu Mo could still see it clearly.

Fighting dozens of moves, the two of them were very consistent and did not use cultivation, fighting with pure physical strength, don't look at Hu Yao is a woman, her physical strength is on par with Chu Fan, and even faster than Chu Fan in terms of reaction.

"Do you really want to stay, you just endure it like this, and let the slave family be bullied?" After separating, the two did not continue to shoot, Hu Yao had a sad look on her face, and tears faintly appeared in her eyes, and she said very sadly.

"Do you really want to leave with Chu, being a maid may not be a good thing." opened his mouth flatly, his voice was hoarse, Chu Fan was very direct, and he wanted Hu Yao to be a maid.

Before, the two of them did not use cultivation, it was purely a temptation, once either side fell into the inferiority, the other party must be killed by thunder means, but unfortunately, neither of the two can help anyone.

"That's it, that's it, the concubine is intentional, Lang is ruthless, you just leave, but if you see each other in the future, you can't bully the slave family." In the face of Chu Fan, Hu Yao was not sure of victory, even if she knew that the other party's cultivation was not as good as her, but just by virtue of her previous temptation, she knew that Chu Fan was by no means an ordinary realm cultivator.

Seeing this, Liu Mo smiled evilly, the green light flashed in his eyes, and said to Hu Yao: "Or, I'll stay to protect you?" ”

He already knew that this battle might not be able to continue, and the woman in front of him didn't care about the demise of Violet at all, as if she was an outsider.

"The slave doesn't want to be a dry corpse." Hu Yao refused directly, obviously she had already seen Liumo's identity.

The cultivators who were watching the battle on the roof, seeing that Chu Fan and the three of them would not fight with Hu Yao, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, such a level of battle was what every monk present was looking forward to.

Chu Fan didn't look at Hu Yao anymore, and walked away directly, Huang Lao didn't speak from beginning to end, he was immersed in the previous corner of the past.

"Hey, next time we meet, I'll have to carry you back." Liu Mo showed two rows of teeth, smiled at Hu Yao, left such a sentence, and left.

Looking at the back of Chu Fan and the three of them leaving, the smile on Hu Yao's face was gone, her eyes became cold, and she turned her head to look at the monks on the roof.

Being looked at by her like this, the monks on the roof who were watching were all excited, and they didn't dare to stay longer, and teleported away directly, once they were targeted by Hu Yao, then they would lose more than they gained.

"Fox Ancestor!" In the martial arts arena, there was only Hu Yao left, his posture was still charming, but there was a cunning light flashing in his eyes, she looked at the nine-tailed fox statue, and her expression was pious.

Outside the Violet Mansion, the central street was covered with blood, and the smell was so thick that it was disgusting, it was really like hell, terrifying and terrifying.

Headless corpses, hideous faces, blood-stained hair, all kinds of tragic scenes, even the wind that blows, carries the smell of blood.

The killing ended half an hour early, and the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect paid an extremely heavy price, three thousand disciples, more than two thousand were killed, and the rest were also covered with injuries and covered in blood.

The killing was very tragic, but no matter what, the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect won, and the first battle brought out their madness, ignited their blood, and created their indifference in the future.

Chu Fan walked out of the Violet Mansion slowly, his slightly pale face, invisibly revealing a majesty and domineering.

"Ancestor!"

Seeing Chu Fan come out, the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect raised their heads in unison and shouted out two words, roaring out the madness in their hearts.

"Good, good." Looking at the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect in front of him, Chu Fan found that a sinister aura was condensed on their bodies, as if they wanted to close their eyes on this day.

With a wave of his sleeves, the aura of heaven and earth gathered, and he poured it into the bodies of all the disciples, and personally operated the Immortal Soul Decision to heal them.

"Let's go, let's go home." After a while, Chu Fan said a word very calmly, but when it reached the ears of the disciples, it made them tremble slightly.

Very simple words, very common words, were like flames burning in the hearts of the disciples at this moment, igniting their souls.

The sentence 'let's go home', in a sense, represents Chu Fan's recognition, and it means that they are disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect in life, and they are also disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect in death.

Looking at the group of Immortal Dao Sect disciples in front of him, Tian Lao felt relieved in his heart, he knew that after experiencing this battle, they would definitely shine in the next six sect competitions.

With Chu Fan, everyone walked away, and the monks who were watching from a distance made way for them, and no one dared to stop them.

In this battle, the Violet Gate was destroyed, but the Violet Mansion's mansion still existed, and no one dared to enter and loot it, because they knew that there was a stronger existence in the Violet Gate.

What happened in the ice city spread wildly in the Arctic land at a very fast speed, and the killing indifference of the Immortal Dao Sect made many monks frightened, so to speak, this was the first battle of the Immortal Dao Sect after the new birth.

And this first battle created many strong people, so that the Immortal Dao Sect once again appeared in the eyes of the monks of the Arctic Land, and because of this battle, the identity of the great disciple of Wang Pestle was completely accepted by the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect.

In a certain restaurant, Mo Tong was drinking while looking at the bustling crowd outside, and in front of him, there were twelve men and women, who were the twelve people from the Ice City Auction House.

"Time is running out." Looking into the distance, he seemed to be able to see Chu Fan's departing back, his face was reminiscing, a touch of helplessness and fighting intent surged up his face, and there was a strong conviction in the depths of his eyes.

What he firmly believed in was his life's faith.